. The select works of Bret Hartte in prose and poetry. ician bearing and aquiline nose. Lothaw went, and presently returned with the blushingCoriander upon his arm. Bless you, my children, said the Duchess. Then,turning to Lothaw, she said, You have simply fulfilled andaccepted your inevitable destiny. It was morally impossiblefor you to marry out of this family. For the present, the Church of England is safe. POEMS THAT HEATHEN CHINEE. These humorous verses come to us from California, where there area great many Chinese emigrants. The Americans on the Pacific Slopeare not remarkable for any p
. The select works of Bret Hartte in prose and poetry. ician bearing and aquiline nose. Lothaw went, and presently returned with the blushingCoriander upon his arm. Bless you, my children, said the Duchess. Then,turning to Lothaw, she said, You have simply fulfilled andaccepted your inevitable destiny. It was morally impossiblefor you to marry out of this family. For the present, the Church of England is safe. POEMS THAT HEATHEN CHINEE. These humorous verses come to us from California, where there area great many Chinese emigrants. The Americans on the Pacific Slopeare not remarkable for any particular dulness or want of smartness, butoccasionally the Oriental is more than a match for them. Hi3 ancienttricks are a novelty to the New World. Euchre, the favourite American gambling game of cards here alludedto, is a variation of the old French game 4cart4. The Bill Nye spoken of is a slanting allusion to James Nye, a UnitedStates official of eminence, whose private taste for card pastimes is wellknown in his own country. THAT HEATHEN His smile it was pensive and child-like. THAT HEATHEN CHINEE. TABLE MOUNTAIN, 1870. A 1 7HICH I wish to remark—And my language is plain-That for ways that are dark And for tricks that are vain,The heathen Chinee is peculiar,Which the same I would rise to explain. Ah Sin was his name ; And I shall not denyIn regard to the same What that name might imply,But his smile it was pensive and child-like, As I frequently remarked to Bill Nya It was August the third ; And quite soft was the skies \Which it might be inferred That Ah Sin was likewise ;Yet he played it that day upon William And me in a way I despise. Which we had a small game, And Ah Sin took a hand :It was Euchre. The same He did not understand ;But he smiled as he sat by the table, With the smile that was child-like and bland. F 5 *34 THA T HE A THEN CHINEE. Yet the cards they were stocked In a way that I grieve,And my feelings were shocked At the state of Nyes sleeve:Whic
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